Sometimes, our most random decisions turn out to be the best ones. Slovenia, a tiny European nation, was included in my summer backpacking trip merely for convenience. I was travelling from West to East Europe and needed a filler between Venice and Vienna for logistical reasons. That is when, I thought of Ljubljana, the capital of Slovenia. A 24- hour time frame, that would be engraved in my memory forever.
I got down at the mystic city of Ljubljana at 3 AM. I planned to go to the lake Bled to witness the sunrise over the magical lake. I had 3 hours to pass. So, I walked around the deserted streets for an hour. Wandering on the roads alone at 4 AM in an unknown country gives you a good adrenaline rush. I returned to the bus station, had some snacks and before I realized, it was time for Bled.
Journey to Bled was not ordinary either. Roads through lush green countryside, with clear blue skies with eighteenth-century Scottish structures along the highway, this was a memorable ride. In an hour, I reached Bled. This picturesque lake sat in the lap of Julian Alps. Its water had a crystal blue hue, and it had an island in the centre. There was a small church on the island and a castle overlooking the lake from one of the mountains. Standing there, watching this felt like living a Fantasy literary. It was 7 AM, and there was not a single soul in sight. If someone asks me if there is a moment in my life that I want to be frozen in, this would be it. After soaking at this moment, I decided to perambulate the lake. It was 6 kilometres long, and every inch was scenic. I came across a few joggers and animals along, but it was mostly quiet and serene. When I came back to the spot I started, I could see a few tourists and the daily activities began. I took a seat and spent 3 hours just looking at the lake and listening to music.